Floundering
I always used to say “fake it till you make it” but looking back I was faking it a lot less than I thought I was.
It's Time We Challenge Ourselves Differently
We continuously complain about snap chat updates, and we’re okay with those complaints, but we ridicule those who complain...
Let's Talk About It
We need to start being more open about mental health issues. When someone says they feel anxious or depressed we need ask how we can help...
The "Whys" and Why to Let Them Go
I don’t think I could even count the hours I’ve spent muddling over the “what if’s” and the “why’s” and the “where did I go wrongs”.
Mending?
Do people every really mend, or are our wounds always just lingering there right under the surface waiting for someone to come along and, li
The Signs
Sometimes, “we made it,” needs to turn into, “I made it,” but I just don’t think I can.
Fairytales Aren't Real Kid (A Personal Essay done for my New Journalism Class)
When I was, young I understood marriage and love like most kids do. I thought of princesses and perfection and pretty dresses. I believed th
A Man's World ( An essay for my New Journalism class)
The predators, they don’t typically lash out with their fists but instead bare their teeth in unpleasant grins as obnoxious words and laughs
Passions
In recent weeks I’ve been having a very hard time with my plans for my future. It’s about that time that my college starts to hold advising
Memories
In hard times it’s nice to look back on happy memories and know that the hard times will pass.
Sundays
Every single Sunday night I sit in my bed panicking about what the upcoming week will hold. Sundays have a way of making the impending five(